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Post by Engelbert Humpalot on Dec 6, 2010 18:00:20 GMT
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St Augustine sat there grinning Reflecting on all his sinning (he'd asked God to make him good but God preferred him to be rude).
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St Catherine on her whizzing wheel Was asked, "Kate, just how do you feel?" But before her answer could be spoken, Another of her fucking limbs got broken.
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Old St Francis of Assisi's Trousers were all stained with faeces; The silly old fart often forgot, Post-faeces (or poo-poos), to disinfect his bot.
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St Joan of Arc gave a plaintive shout, "Won't some fucker put these flames out?" But no one heard her tragic call And she got roasted, cunt and all. Attachments:
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Post by spamheid on Dec 7, 2010 22:05:25 GMT
I vaguely remember reading these before. But they are still awfy good. And extremely tasteful into the bargain. By the way, wouldn't Joan of Arc have shouted in French? Just a small point.
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Post by Edna Sweetlove on Dec 8, 2010 12:17:26 GMT
St Joan was bilingual, I believe. Possibly bisexual as well. In any case if she had screamed out"Est-ce que c'est possible qu' un seul entre vous cent fouteurs calmer ces flammes s'il vous plait?"her English murderers wouldn't have understood. In any case, she still got frazzled.
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Post by spamheid on Dec 8, 2010 20:12:17 GMT
Aye, the path to sainthood is hard indeed. Sacre bleu.
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Post by cardboardlover on Dec 14, 2010 17:31:51 GMT
i enjoyed reading this as i once had a cardboard box which had a picture of st francis of assisi on it and reading this poem reminded me of it - i must say i would very much like to get a carboard box with other pictures of saints on it so if you have any ideas where i could get them please send me a personal message.
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